Whoosh! Frank swung the machete downward but stopped sharply just in front of the goon's face.

The goon was immediately terrified and wet himself right then.

"Get out!" Frank then bellowed, looking around-he only stopped because there were plenty of students around, and he would traumatize them if he went on a killing spree.

And having seen what happened, the goons understood that Frank could fight and could even be a martial artist.

Small fries like them would never pose a threat to him and would only get crippled for life.

With that in mind, every hired goon began to flee, not bothered by Bill screaming at the top of his lungs, "Stop, you pricks! I didn't pay you to be cowards! Get him!" He even caught one of the fleeing goons, clenching on his sleeve and refusing to let him run.

was left staring as Frank started

but I can beat you!" he bellowed and swung his machete at Bill, leaving

floor, grabbing his arm, while the goon seized the opening and fled without

the students in

goons were swarming at Frank, looking like

lives, with one cutting

he was on the floor, clutching his bleeding arm while cursing

you," Frank growled coolly as he plucked Bill

hair as soon as

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